rhetorical
do you remember
‘where were you when the world ended’
take your time
for we don’t have any
no one will be listening
was anyone ever listening
to your answer
rhetorical
do you remember
‘where were you when the world ended’
take your time
for we don’t have any
no one will be listening
was anyone ever listening
to your answer
amen
we sneak glances
what the fuck does it mean
in the pews of childhood
smirking is complicity
in their mediocrity
amenhotep
remembrance
their medals turned to buttons
fastening tight their shrouds
and silver fell the tears down
the silence of the crowd
armistice day
still these lean years ask
could i would i have died
would i have even tried
over the top
i know i would have cried
i do now when i have to ask
in my shortening years
why is enough never enough
will enough ever be enough
ever
Gower Walking Festival
a summer that said what a summer it was
that stepped in the ways the days unfolded
down all the conversations brindled of
trees and bays and skies and breezes
smiles as wide as the shift of an horizon
muscles as weary as the days were long
the garnered feasts as plentiful as the
maturing of a harvest of adventures
un-aged un-staged un-expectedly just so
for it was you know that you know how it was
and yes how it will be on the other side of winter
when boots are dusted and maps unfurled
and butterflies settle upon a new path
as a new summer befriends us once again
and off we go on that first step no after you
my friend my dear old pal
foodfrank ~ when the establishment visits
the suppressed scream
in an anarchist’s narrowing eyes
dream on buddy dream on
for we have got your gist
you just wait
for justice is in our hands
and the clock is a ticking bomb
the votes for revolution canvassed
by your premeditated digression